where in tarnation doth spam arise?

 

sam i yam not,       nor will this 'lo bot go away
cuz, every coordinate in cyber space allows,       enables and provides       an opportunity to bray,

and thence get access       to each excel lent power full point       one among the beguiling bajillion, 
thus this ming boggling concept proffers
       (even the generic mom and pop hacker       tubby in her/his element field gloating       as if they won       the Irish Sweepstakes that day

despite neither could claim       direct lineage, sans Emerald Eire    analogous to Celtic temptress,       whose grand geography 

     beckons toward entranceway, where sensory, levity,       and ecstasy punctuate foray boot that diverges one hundred 

      and eighty degrees asper gateway onrush of spam enters electronic hatchway spilling forth like       offal horrific bilge interlay

sloshing violently, revoltingly,       and nauseatingly, witnessing a jay bird donning mask (yule hating) 
     beak coming contrivance fashioned keyway.    force full brainstorm to firewall 
     to place on indefinite layaway inundation of spam midway between now and eternity,         essentially no way no more, and if necessary       hermetically seal myself       stationing a pal in drone willingly overpay!